Something as I begin this blessed day

Yes, this is a blessed day. Not because it's the Friday before a long weekend (though that does make me feel very good), and not for any anniversary. It's a special day because I'm still here, working on realizing myself.

I'm coming to grips with the idea that I need to focus more on what I desire for my soul's evolution in this lifetime and less on what others deem "urgent" in a world of unquenchable desire and unrelenting deadlines. I need more time to truly vacate, empty my head, and sit with the knowing of all that I've experienced.

Sounds like a mid-life crisis. Maybe it is.

Then again, perhaps after living 49-1/2 full years, I've reached that point where I have experienced enough that I can begin the process of taking what I've learned and using it to better know myself. I've known heartache, pain, discomfort, joy, love, wealth, poverty, friends, lovers, career success, disappointment, dissatisfaction, the triumph of victory and the agony of defeat.

But I haven't truly taken the time to sit down and look at how I want these events to define me. To develop a deeper sense of self awareness.

So now my goal is to find gentle ways to do more of what's important for me and less of what's urgent for others. And to do it in ways that don't invalidate the needs of others, but rather allow me to step out of their path so they can take care of themselves.

How this looks, I don't know. But do it, I must. For I want to see all of the Universe in a single leaf.